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New Part!!

Heyyy guys! Sorry for the inactivity, school has been a lot. I have just finished and published a new part for The Delinquent Next Door on my wattpad account. So feel free to go ahead and read! There will be more parts to come, but, as promised, here's a few crumbs from the next chapter, enjoy! (feel free to follow my wattpad for more! <333)

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Conflicts and Thunderstorms

"W-who is it?" you called out loud. 

There was no response, only the loud crackle of lightning and the harsh wind blowing. 

You quickly dash to the kitchen, grabbing a frying pan as a weapon (in case it was some sort of creep), and darting back to the front of the door.

Swallowing your fear, you crept toward the door, raising the frying pan you had retrieved in one hand, while the other hand slowly unlocked the door and gently grasped the door handle. 

You breathed in a shaky breath: 1...2...3!

Swinging the door open, you grasp the pan with two hands ready to swing at the imagined creep knocking at your door, until you stop yourself at the sight of an all-too familiar person. 

There was Hanma, slumped against the rails of the apartment floor, soaking wet, covered in bruises and what seemed to be his blood. He struggles to lift his head, which slowly revealed his battered face that was littered with cuts and black-and-blue bruises. 

"What..." he gasped, "w-what took you so damn long to...open the...door..!" he choked out.

You were stunned, eyes wide as you could feel all of your fears and adrenaline fade as your heart dropped to the bottom of your stomach at the sight. Your mind went blank along with the rest of your senses. For a split second you didn't seem to notice the cold wind harshly whipping against your body, or the feeling of rain swiping across your face. The one thing you were aware of was getting Hanma inside.

Update!

New part in The Delinquent Next Door: "Another One Bites The Dust" on Wattpad

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Preview:

"You're so selfish, and always looking for trouble, and I bet you think that at the end of the day there's no harm done and that you're the only one who has to deal with the problems that tags along with you but that's not true at all because the moment there's an issue, you rope others into it and expect them to deal with it too."

Slowly, you lift your head up, bitter eyes once again setting upon Hanma, only this time your met with his apathetic gaze. You stare into his yellow orbs, hoping to find some sort of sign that the words you spoke was registering in that jailed mind of his. Hoping that if you searched long enough, you could see a trace that he cared about what you said, how you felt, how much you were hurting because of how he was acting.

But, that was nothing but fickle thought. His face was nothing but a blank slate.

"I knew it," there was a crack in your voice as you spoke. You feel his grip tighten around your wrists, which was all the response you needed. You tried to yank yourself away, but his iron hold on you was firm. He stared at you for a moment longer until he finally spoke.

"You're right. I don't care," he simply states, his expression remaining unchanged, "but that doesn't mean I am not aware of how you feel."

Your eyes widened at last statement. He sat you down next to him, and relinquished his grip on you while your attention remained on him.

"I don't give a damn who I hurt in the end, and usually that would include you too, but...,"he pauses, tilting his head slightly in thought, "--but for some reason I feel differently about you."

And he left it at that.

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Hiii luvs! To all the newcomers, welcome! To the rest of all you amazing humans, I just want to say thank you so much for your support in my wiritng, you guys are the best 😭🫶🏾

I am happy to say I have a few new updates for you all!

I have recently released a new part to The Delinquent Next Door, on my Wattpad so please feel free to go check it out (and for you new lovely people, if you're interested I would love for you to check it out as well!). Click the link below to check out the latest chapter!

Link: The Delinquent Next Door: Baby Your The Highlight of My Lowlife

Here's a sneak peak 😉 Preview:

You sighed from the slight relief of pressure in your head as you settled your elbow on the counter with your head resting in your hand.

What a day...

All you wanted was to go back home, hopefully greeted with the sight of solitude with Midnight and a nice, warm meal before bed.

You closed your eyes, thinking of all the things you would do to wind down after an exhausting week of crazy work days.

"Hey...y/n?" a familiar voice reaches your ears.

You hummed in response, too tired to open your eyes.

"Do you know that guy outside?"

You sigh,"What guy?"

"Well, he's got blonde and black hair and...is really hot."

You furrowed your brows at your friend's statement. You bring yourself to peak an eye out at her with a questioning brow, in which she responds with a pointed finger without saying another word. 

Sitting up, you follow the direction of where she pointed.

Your eyes grew wide with shock, feeling your whole body freeze as you hold the attention of a familiar face you had hoped you wouldn't be seeing. There stood outside the glass doors of the diner across the street and leaning against a wall--lit cigarette in hand--was none-other than Hanma Shuji himself.

Why was he here? At My job?

That you didn't know. But what you did know was this: your life was getting shittier by the second and it is all his fault.

Smirking at the realization it was you looking at him, Hanma tosses is finished cigarette on the ground and stubs out, making his way inside.

He worse black jeans, sneakers, and a white Henley shirt and black hoodie.

When he reaches you at a decent talking distance from the counter, he says, "Hey there doll~how's work?"

You were gonna kill him.

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In addition, I have officially released a new fanfic in honor of watching an all-time favorite anime of mine, One Piece!

To anyone interested in marriage-with-convenience romance and One Piece fanfics go check out Heart With a Price Tag on my wattpad account!

Here's the synopsis: (Thatch x Reader) Thatch is a successful business owner that is facing a midlife crisis as a broken hearted bachelor after ending a 2 years relationship with his now ex-fiancé. With the concern of his brothers and father, he is forced to attend therapy. While attending therapy, he bumps into a family friend's daughter who's in desperate need of a miracle...and a husband. The solution to everyone's problems? Marriage with convenience!

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The Night of Color and Wishes

Hey guys! It's been a while, but I hope you all are doing well! Go check out my new chapter of The Delinquent Next Door called "The Night of Color and Wishes"!

After the sudden bomb-drop of a confession, Hanma continues to lead y/n down the fluorescent town of Kabukicho to a...shrine??? What once was a night out in town soon became a night of reflection and secret wishes, will love ignite between the two?

Preview:

"It doesn't have to have meaning, it can be anything. Don't think about the impacts it will have or whether it will come true or not."

"Then what's the whole point in wishing at all?" I asked out loud in thought.

"There is none, and that's what makes it fun. It's the mystery behind it. Will it come true? Or is it all for naught?"

You glance at him, this time skeptically, with raised brows, in which he responds with a childish giggle.

"You'll never know unless you try!" he encouraged with his one-of-a-kind bright smile.

You sighed in defeat as you picked up your pen and flipped over the paper on its other side.

Hanma quickly shifts and turns to the opposite side so as to not face you.

You scoffed, "It's not that serious Shu'."

"Shu?" he asks.

Heat rises to your face like a boiling pot of water.

"I-I mean–"

"I like it." he cuts off, a hint of genuinity laced in his playful tone. "And it is that serious, now write it down before you forget the wish."

"Don't rush me!" you scowl, gently poking his back with your pen, which he playfully howls in response.

Closing your eyes, you clear your mind from any and all thoughts. You stay like that for a while until you finally open them and write down the first thing that pops to mind. Once your done, you quickly set your pen aside and hurriedly plaster your piece of paper on the same side of the shrine next Hanma's piece.

You let out a quivering breath, as if your life had just been put on the line. Maybe it has in a way. You wouldn't know unless the future revealed it at some point.

"You ready?" Hanma asks from behind.

You turn around and smile.

Once the both of you had sealed your wishes with thanks, both of you made it down the shrine hand in hand.

When the both of you made it to the bottom, you tugged Hanma's hand, prompting him to stop.

"Hm? What is it?" he asked.

To be continued...

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Story: The Delinquent Next Door

The most powerful weapon in fiction: the “magic” Cane or Pipe Staff

Now that we saw that in this new timeline Baji, Hanma and Smiley are in Tokyo Manji, can you imagine these three getting along and teaming up because they like to cause chaos for fun and love to hit others?

The most powerful weapon in fiction: the “magic” Cane or Pipe Staff

Now that we saw that in this new timeline Baji, Hanma and Smiley are in Tokyo Manji, can you imagine these three getting along and teaming up because they like to cause chaos for fun and love to hit others?

I like the boys that are not good for well....

At least I have fun

I like the boys that are not good for well....

At least I have fun

This official art topped with this post that I made, got me thinking of Hanma living a Clark Kent-esque type of life where he wears glasses to school/at home but is living a double life as a delinquent when he isn’t wearing one.

is there a possibility for you to make a dating hanma shuji moodboard? thank u and hope u have a good day/night!!

Dating Hanma Shuji <3

=͟͟͞͞ ⌧ : ofc!!! hopefully this is okay! 💕

hello! i saw your fic on the tr boys with an attractive s/o, and was wondering if you could do a pt2 with hanma, kazutora, and taiju (and/or any other character you want) please and thank you! have a good day/night :)

Yup! I hope this is as good as the last one. I also hope you have a good day/night too! Please enjoy!

Warning- jealous, area(not described), cursing(like once), and reader is gender neutral.

Paring- Hanma x reader, Kazutora x reader, Taiju x reader

Hanma: Dang how did he get you? Like you're so pretty and then he is…..well you know it's Hanma. He does stare a lot. Especially at your face and….your area… He is also someone to randomly go up to wherever you are and just slap your butt. I mean it's his way of showing everyone that this pretty person is his. Definity calls you his pretty lover He doesn’t get really jealous or anything. I mean it's the fact that he knows that he's the one that will have you at the end of the day but if the person gets really touch oh man he's behind you with his arms around you, his hand on your ass, and standing there. He would join your conversation like he was there the whole time.

Kazutora: Kazutora….well you see here. I can see him being someone who actually loves to pick outfits that he thinks would show off your beauty. (makes you guys match) He doesn’t think that he should have someone as pretty as you for someone like him. He does get jealous quite a bit because seeing how he doesn’t think he deserves someone as pretty as you so he gets jealous easily. When he is jealous he will come up behind you and just glare at the person before he cant take it and takes you away. He then hugged you and put his face in your neck.

Taiju: This man. When I first thought of something for him I thought of you like a princess/prince while he is a knight. Like he is the strong person who protects the pretty person. He is very soft for you. Like when you give him a look from your pretty eyes when he said no to something he just ends up giving in and doing whatever you wanted. He doesn’t get really jealous but likes its protectiveness more than anything. Like he was just scared someone might hurt you because of how pretty you are and things. When this does happen he will go up to you and ask what is going on. While you are answering him he makes sure to give the guy a few glares here and there when he knows you won’t see it.

𝐀𝐌𝐎𝐑𝐎𝐔𝐒~!

how they deal with an ovulating and very horny wife.

♱ c/w: MATURED. MDNI. afab!reader, mentions of periods and pregnancy, breeding, creampies, fingering, praising, baby trapping, overstimulation, fluff/smut.

♱ ft. kazutora, mikey, hanma, sanzu, ran.

♱ a/n: the most evil horny of them all. also, happy 4k! thank you so much for all the love in my fics. also, I may have a different writing style with hanma because it was intended for a different fic with a more romantic tone. but I decided it worked just fine for this one too.

♡ tags; @manilamikeyswifey @blueparadis @tokyometronetwork

reblogs appreciated!

♡ Kazutora

As soon as he woke up, Kazutora already felt how slightly warmer you felt in his arms, almost as if you had a fever. That morning, you were in a particularly good mood as well, especially with your husband clinging to you. He gave you a moment to absorb his gaze before softly grinning. Good morning, baby girl…”

Before you could say anything, Kazutora's lips touched yours as his fingertips lifted your chin up. He waited motionlessly for your approval, which you offered by gently pressing your lips against his. You were unable to resist as your kiss got more intense. You felt a surge of lust that fueled the kiss and drew his body close to yours. After what seemed like a flash, you separated from one another.

“Want to stay~?” You asked him, never letting your gaze leave his so he could make no mistake as to what it is that you wanted. Knowing what was going on, Kazutora cleared his throat. Before you went to sleep last night, he observed you check your period tracker app. He remembered that you had noted that today had a blue mark on the calendar, signifying that you are ovulating and most fertile.

You mumbled quietly into his palm, locking eyes with him as you gently rubbed your nose against his. "Honey, please," you begged. You were certain that the lust was becoming stronger as he continued to stay silent, merely his gentle breath touching your neck.

Kazutora's long hair tickled your cleavage while he bit little patches of your skin in the crook of your neck; your heavy breaths and noises getting him bricked up in an instant. He lifted the band shirt you borrowed from him before trailing his hands down your chest, and lingering them above your thin panties.

“I love how pretty your pussy looks…” His mouth almost watered at the wet print on your panties before he pulled them off in one swift movement. “It’s like a flower~” He praised before keeping hot eye contact with you the whole time he lifted your leg up his shoulder lustfully. Soon enough, he attacked the inside of your thighs with hungry kisses. As if you couldn't have been doing it enough, your eyes rolled to the back of your head and your back arched in pleasure.

Your hands reached to clench his streaks as you felt Kazutora's lips lap at your sensitive core, and you could feel his lips smiling at your breathy moans of his name. He would shift between quick tongue flicks, languid licks, and sporadic light clitsucking.Kazutora easily inserted a finger into your wetness and curled up with it. Your head dipped back when he slipped a second finger and made the same movement.

Soon enough, Kazutora's cock was straining so hard in his boxers that it itches for a relief inside of your walls. So he reached for the side drawer for the box of condoms you always kept there. However, before he could grasp the wooden knob, you quickly reacted and grabbed hold of his wrist. “It’s okay…” You assured with a soft smile. Kazutora questioned as if you weren't fine with it; he'd rather end the situation before something serious occurs. “Yes, my love.” You exhaled, placing your hands on his shoulders.

Kazutora felt his stomach turn at this confession. All the thoughts he had about getting you pregnant and starting a family with you was at its breaking point, especially now that you had said yes to him. “D’you want me to give you a baby, pretty girl?” He makes sure once more and yet again, you agreed.

“I’ll give you as many as you want…” Kazutora sat you on his thighs in a cradle before rocking upwards to you, placing your arms on his chest as a brace. You raised your hips and felt his length slip out before lowering your cunt on it abruptly.

Pleasure was making you slightly dizzy on top of him, but you made an effort to maintain your eyes on Kazutora at all times. By this point, your hips were colliding with each other with each thrust, evoking gasping groans from both of you as you watched your bodies connect.

“I’m not going to last any longer…” Kazutora admitted, feeling the pre cum from his tip coat your cervix. “That’s okay, I’m close yoo.” You insisted. You felt a little jolt as he abruptly shoved his hips upward. You gasped in shock before giving him a seductive glance.

It was excessive. Your orgasm overcame your senses and knocked the air out of your throat as it descended. Despite wanting to see Kazutora’s vulnerable expression, your eyes screw shut at the sensation of clamping your walls around his dick. The pleasure shook throughout your body.

Your husband was keeping an eye on you, and seeing you at your climax was all it took to push him over the edge. He finally lost it due to your grip, releasing all of his pent-up seed. It was so enthralling that he didn't want the moment to finish.

“You’re so amazing, my darling.” Kazutora praised as he laid your fragile body on the sheets.

♡ Mikey

Emma and Draken had just left your home after collecting their infant, who had been under you and his uncle Mikey's care for the entire morning and afternoon. If it wasn't for Draken who restrained him while Emma took the baby back, Mikey wouldn't have wanted to let go of the little bundle of joy.

“[ Y / N ], just give Manjiro a baby already.” Emma remarks in jest before Draken bids goodbye and closes the door behind them, leaving a very flustered Mikey behind. You chuckled at your husband's reaction before pressing a delicate kiss on his forehead, “Go get cleaned, honey. I'll make the bed.” He hummed affectingly, closing his eyes in alleviation before murmuring into your ear, “Love you so much~”

If his scratchy voice didn't already drive you crazy, your heart sure did skip when Mikey's hands found their way to your hips, slipping under your shirt and onto your skin before tracing delicate circles. You froze. You balled the collar of his shirt, closed your eyes, and pressed your cheek to his hair before gasping out. Mikey made a gesture that typically you found sweet, but tonight, it switched something inside you. He secretly blushed from the sound you made before withdrawing from your embrace and then doing his business upstairs.

The entire time you prepared for bed, you couldn't resist the thoughts of having your husband touch and fondle you in such sensual ways; It's nothing out of the ordinary to lust for your husband, yet tonight, you felt more drawn to him than usual. it's like... hold on.

Glancing at the calendar, you realize that it has been two weeks since your period. of course, you are ovulating. Explains the baby fever you felt too while watching you and Mikey's nephew. While it is a guaranteed card to get laid, the intense lust almost aches; the only thing plaguing your mind is having Mikey touch all over your body as he pumped your pussy full of his cum.

“Good night, my darling wife.” From underneath the covers and your shirt, Mikey’s hand cups your breast and starts to massage it gently, twisting and pulling at your nipple. His other hand was caressing your legs, and his fingers tickled as they softly moved up your inner thighs. You were enjoying his touches so much you didn’t realize the pooling mess in between your legs that began to soak through your panties. “Is this what you wanted, baby?” Mikey muttered and toyed with your clit slowly before pressing soft kisses on your neck.

Your heart is aching from eagerness, melting, and ready to breach from your chest at any moment. Fortunately, Mikey also got impatient and tugged your panties aside, making you feel his erect shaft, which had been straining in his pants ever since he spotted you splayed on your marital bed. “Good girl,” He praises, sinking into you again and again.

Normally, Mikey would whimper and grunt into your ear during sex. But tonight, feeling how significantly aroused and tight you are, Mikey didn't bother to strain the pornographic moans in his throat as he drove into your puffy g-spot.

Your hands flew up in an instant, encasing his face in your palms. He was ready to pause and kiss you, until you muttered something that had him reeling. “Knock me up, honey.” Although his head hadn't yet absorbed the words, his body had, and the words had come as a surprise to him. He came abruptly and forcefully, his head falling to nuzzle your neck as a heavy grunt erupted from his chest. Mikey’s orgasm had brought you to yours as he rode it out in shallow thrusts.

Mikey rolled off you to lay down at your side; your legs entwined as he was still inside you. “I love you….” he muttered lovingly.

To be connected with him in the most intimate ways was always so enchanting. You two stayed like that, just snuggling as you caught your breath, knowing that whatever happened in the future because of tonight, you two would do it together with love.

♡ Hanma

Hanma took you into a romantic weekend getaway at a cabin house. The day of birdwatching and camping was long over and when the navy blue took over the cerulean blue sky. 

Upon arriving in your cabin, you two settled down on the settee positioned by the warm fireplace, the sound of burning wood and the scent of pine trees completed the atmosphere. You notice that his eyes have the same sparkle that you admired when you first met him after exchanging a lingering stare with him. 

Hanma's pulse was hammering as he leaned forward to take in the view, his heart pounding at how stunning you looked with the continuous stream of sunlight streaming into the cabin room. He leaned in close enough that the points of your cupid's bows touched for another fiery kiss.

As you closed the distance between you and him, your hold on his jaw loosened. You pressed your lips against his, eyes peering up at his, as if checking to see if he was still down with it.Your lips brushed across his tenderly before you firmly planted them there. His brows knitted together and eyes remained open until your hand reached up to cradle the soft patch of locks at the back of his head and your tongue flicked at his lower lip.

Instead of touching you, he lets you touch him, allowing you to find your own degree of comfort. Both yours and Hanma's coats slid down your back, falling off your shoulders. You started unbuckling your belt straps as you stared down at him. As you reached the buttons on your blouse, the leather dropped about your waist. As you unfastened the buttons one by one, he attentively watched you, his eyes memorizing every piece of exposed skin. Even though you've done it countless times already before, seeing you undress just for him did something to him that he couldn't put into words. It was an image that would stay with him for the rest of his life.

“You're finally off your period, baby?” Hanma remarked as your lips pressed together again, hot and heavy. He last initiated to be intimate with you while you were in the middle of your period, but you gently rejected. So he has been waiting ever since.

He was speechless as to what you were doing to him. He felt weightless, like if he were soaring through the air, rising higher with each kiss and amount of contact between your hips. “Yes…”

Before slowly moving his hands over your exposed abdomen, he waited until you were stripped down to your cotton bra. As he played at the cloth beneath your breasts, his eyes followed you, looking for permission to push his fingers past it. As his hands excitedly stroked and kneaded the skin of your exposed breasts, you tugged the garment up and over your head completely, flinging it aside and leaning over him.

He bit back a low grunt as your hand cupped his bulge, stopping his hips from arching into the warmth of your palm. He did as he was told and unbuckled his belt. As he drew out his erection through his pants, his warm stare didn't flinch away from yours. He didn't consider himself a nervous person, but something about being completely at your mercy was too much for him to stand.

His hands reached down to your thighs and circled your pelvis, just above your core, tickling the sensitive area there. You groaned in agony, your legs swaying in anticipation. He indulged you because he sensed your impatience. As the touch of his rough fingers ran across your sensitive bud, his eyes narrowed and a cry dropped from your eager lips. Then he rested his finger there, leaning in close to you and curling the digit against it again and over, causing your lips to open, body tensing, and stars flashing in your eyes.

"You like that?" He said in a low, sultry tone, eyes locked hard on your dazed expression. Of course he knew you loved that.

"That's my good girl. Feel good?" You nod, out of breath and dizzy. He grinds himself up against you and brushes his member up and down your wet folds, enclosing you in his embrace. Your body jerks, his smooth cock sliding against your excessively sensitive bud, eliciting a small sequence of aftershocks that lead him to tut and smile smugly. Then he pushes himself halfway into you and waits a moment for you to open up for him. Slowly, his hips pull back, almost entirely separating him from you before plunging in further deeper. He goes through the motions once more, sliding out only to sink back in with ease all the way to the hilt.

A string of curses fall from his lips as your hips grind against him haphazardly, too thrown by the cusp of your orgasm to be able to match his rhythmic thrusts. As the coil finally snaps you clamp down hard on his cock, a loud moan tearing out from you as you cum wholly wrapped up in him. For a moment his hips still, letting you fuck yourself through your orgasm before he still for a moment, head thrown back and words slipping out quickly, "Where do you want it?"

"I-In me." Your breathy moans of his name were enough to make him shoot his release, pouring it deep inside you just as you wanted as he reached his climax.

You collapsed on top of your husband, his member still deep inside you while the two of you caught your breaths, bodies fitting together like a puzzle.

You two stayed like this for a moment, letting yourselves peacefully bask into each other's embrace intimately by the fire and reminiscing what may be the start of the final days of being "just you two".

♡ Sanzu

Your heart was beating impossibly fast as your back slammed against the door of your bedroom, Sanzu reaching blindly to open it before he had his hands on yours once again. You were thrilled that your husband was just as needy as you are, after all, you were the one who first dragged him out of Bonten's afterparty at the club directly below your penthouse.

Your knees struck the edge of the mattresses as Sanzu pushed you into the bed. The metal bands on his fingers sent goosebumps on your skin as his fingers trailed down your back to unzip your dress. Sanzu broke the kiss to allow himself to soak in the sight of your body, concealed only in your panties.

You responded by reaching up to seize his undone tie, luring him into another lustful kiss while you took turns removing his clothing.

“I don’t have a condom.” Sanzu bit his lip after the lie, waiting for your response. He had been thinking about hitting it raw for several days now and he just couldn't wait any longer.

“It’s okay…” You insist, murmuring against his lips with a smirk. “I want this…” Your whisper is followed by a soft gasp when Sanzu pushes you to the bed. He groaned at the feeling of your soft breast pushing against his, as he pulled your panties off.

You reached your hands to cup his face in your hands, leaning up to press a hungry kiss to his lips. And that was when Sanzu pushed himself inside you. Your moans were synced, both consumed by the pent-up tension you two have been holding onto.

He precisely filled you up, pressing into every little crevice and nerve as he thrust. Your legs lifted up to his shoulders, the new angle allowing Sanzu's tip to nudge against your cervix. He let out a vulnerable moan, his hands fisting the mattresses tighter with every blow.

You moaned his name loudly, hands reaching above your head to brace yourself on the cushioned headboard.

Sanzu pressed a thumb on your clit in response, leaving open-mouthed kisses over your leg as he kept a steady pace.

“I’ll make you a daddy~” You flashed him a mischievous grin as your legs fell to wrap around his waist, locking his member pistoning inside you. Moans echoed through the room louder than you initially planned to, but Sanzu loved it.

Sanzu's body felt like it was on fire when the nickname escaped your lips. “You’ll make a pretty mommy.” He moaned in between thrusts, one hand gripping the headboard behind you for better traction.

“Let's cum together, sweetheart.” That was all you needed before you were pushed over the edge into an earth-shattering orgasm. Your nails sank onto Sanzu's shoulders, clinging onto him as he rode out your orgasm.

“So perfect, baby…” Your husband's moans were rough and low, choking on a grunt as he pushed his cum deep inside you.

♡ Ran

Even though you have only been at work for four hours, you are already regretting leaving your husband in bed, wishing nothing but to be in his arms right now. You weren't usually clingy to Ran, in fact, it was the other way around. However, today you felt a stronger yearning toward him than usual.

“What’re you thinking about, miss?” Her assistant jokes.

You shook it off, realizing you had been zoning out yet again. You’ve been thinking about so many things about Ran, but there’s no way you could tell her that.

“Nothing, just a little sleepy.” Yes, sleepy is the way to put it…  “I’d be glad to take over for you, ma’am.” She insisted. “Are you sure? Alright, thank you so much. Ring me up if you need anything.” You smiled at your assistant before handing her the papers, waving on the way out.

1PM. Ran is usually in his own office at the Bonten HQ around this time. You cannot wait to go home to him tonight and you wanted to be sure that he'd feel the same way, thinking about nothing but hving you for the rest of his work.

So, on the spur of the moment, you scrolled through your personal "intimate" photo album, specifically selecting one in which you wore a set of black lace lingerie that Ran had purchased for you.

sent 3 images

miss you, honey ♡

You were pretty proud of your text, knowing that Ran might get in trouble once he opens it while at work.

However, as minutes pass, you start to wonder what he may be up to this time. You could only hope that it was a good time to send that text, or maybe he may really get in trouble for causing him such distraction.

“[ Y / N ]-sama, a package for you at the door.” Your assistant says over the intercom. You took a breath and placed your hand at the door. You didn’t even get the chance to look up before you heard an unmistakable voice clear their throat.

“Where’s my hello, darling?” You immediately blushed, your eyes hesitantly looking up to meet the source of the voice. And there was your husband, clad in all black. A few strands of his lilac hair hovered over his eyes as he leaned against the door frame, arms crossed together.

“Baby,” You breathed. Ran uncrossed his arms and locked you in his embrace. “You called for me, angel?” A slight rasp in his voice as he whispered drove you crazy.

“Ran...” You grabbed a fistful of his shirt and brought your lips up to meet him in a fiery kiss. He smiled against your lips, gladly obliging to your request as your lips spoke for the pent up desire you held for each other. 

Your breaths picked up, as did your heart rates as Ran’s grip on your waist grew tighter, wanting more. Suddenly, his hands effortlessly hoisted you onto your desk. He knocked off a few things to make room for you on the surface. 

As Ran’s fingers crept higher up your skirt, your legs spread wider to make space for his petite waist. Ran held you flush against his body, one hand roaming your back as you held each other close. “My naughty wife needs me…” He whispered, undoing his pants before bringing himself closer to you as he set your panties aside.

The tip of his shaft brushed your clit. You moved his member along your folds, thoroughly soaking the tip. Ran felt goosebumps in his arms as you both exchanged breathless gasps in pleasure.

“You’re such a good girl to me…” He whispered, kissing you softly. Slowly but surely, you took the entirety of his length just before he hits your cervix due to the position you're in. Ran slowly withdrew before slamming back into you in exactly the same spot he stopped at.

“Am I taking you well, honey? D’you hear that? Fuck, you dick me down so good.” You praised, whispering seductively into his ear. You felt Ran’s length throb inside of you upon hearing those words before he pushed one deep thrust with a grunt,

“Keep talking like that and I might just blow my load deep inside you.” You and Ran had always been careful. But his suggestion puts ideas in your head.

You are aware that you have a high chance of getting pregnant today, and that only pushed you into agreeing to your husband. Ran had always been vocal about dreaming of having children with you, but he is also very considerate and respectful of your decisions so he waited for the right time for you.

You are happy with the stability in your life and would dearly love to expand your small family with Ran.

He started to dive into you a little harder as he could feel himself releasing shortly. By how you clenched his shaft a lot tighter, he could tell that you were close to your climax too. 

“Where do you want it, baby—?” Ran whispered, holding your body softly.

You wrapped your legs around his waist just in time. Ran came hard and suddenly, straining his moans against your lips in a kiss. That answered his question and was all he needed to pour his load into your pussy as you came together.

Bad Girls Deserve Punishments, Don't They? | Hanma Shuji x fem!reader | Minors Do NOT Interact | MDNI | NSFW

cw : MDNI, NSFW, mentions of oral sex, submissiveness, explicit words, mentions of cigarettes/smoking, jealousy, male dominative, mentions of forcing reader to use Henma's cigarettes

Just got an idea about Shuji Hanma.

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You didn't even know how you fell in love with this possessive beast everyone calls Shuji Hanma.

And sometimes you hate him for it. Though you come back crawling to him the very next hour

Just Like today, You went out with one of your he-friend. It was a simple reunion between you both, meeting after almost 7-8 years.

But when he found out, not that you were trying to hide it, he was pissed off to no extent.

Thus leading you in a very weird situation.

You remember arguing with him, cussing him and telling him that you would never reveal even a single detail about your friend, knowing fully he was capable of finding the dude's whole life history as easy as scrolling through social media.

Then who knows what happened and you ended up in this situation.

You were on your knees, taking his cock and sucking it like a popsicle.

Him peacefully standing, with his hands in your hair, pulling you towards his cock. Occasionally sending some "All you have to do is tell the name, babygirl" and "You won't get your pleasure if you don't tell about the short-dicked-boy you were with." and many others.

Then you saw him taking his cigarette out and lighting it. You hated it when he used those cigarette. They could lead him to his....you just hated even thinking about these scenarios, but couldn't help yourself.

You were worried sick and tired of telling him to stop or taking and stomping on his cigarettes or taking those boxes and throwing them in the trash.

Just then an idea came in your mind. A bad one.

You stopped deep throating him, removing you head and sealing your lips tight. (Yep, that was your idea)

He looked down at you, one eyebrow raised, taking a puff before asking "Did I allow you to stop?"

You sassily replied "Did I allow you to smoke?"

"Oh, so now you think you are in charge of the situation? Nice joke, now go back to sucking or simply cut this short by telling that dickhead's name"

You moved your head in a no.

Little did you know, how much you were gonna regret this.

He looked at his smoke once before squishing you cheeks between his fingers, puckering them.

He then took the smoke he was holding and pushed it in you mouth.

"Take it babygirl, you definitely don't wanna see me angry"

After you forcefully smoked, he said in a very deep and raspy voice

"Bad Girls Deserve Punishments, don't they?"

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I saw this Image and wrote this fic. Imagine the man on his knees is you.

The image credit goes to ezah💧 from twitter

YEE SHKSDGSKK HES SO FINE OML

he's the prettiest

What's your top 3 favorites in tokyo revengers?

Mikey\Manjiro Sano

Shuji Hanma

Keisuke Baji

I honestly love all the characters (except South and I'm 50/50 on Taiju and eehhh, I'm okay with Takeomi. Fucking hate Kiyomasa and Kisaki though.)

Yandere Shuji Hanma + Smut? Please please?

I didn't have any fic ideas, so I hope hcs will suffice. If you really want a fic, you can request again when my reqs are open.

TW- Yandere Hanma, Violence, Drugs

📷- Hanma is a tits connoisseur, he loves tits, any kind really. But the ones that are pierced? That shit has him in a chokehold. Especially if it's a surprise and you never gave an indicator. He likes too hop in the shower with you, so he probably found out that way.

📷- He heavily favors doggy, like heavily favors. He loves looking at your face but there's just something about watching your ass fuck back onto his cock. The way the fat of your ass jiggles as he grips your hips tight and fucks deep into your guts. That shit really fucks with his head, and I'm not talking about the one on his shoulders.

📷- As Hanma's driving, he'll slip his hand into your panties and play with your cunt. He's so mean about it too, cause he'll just be driving, acting like he's not doing anything wrong, while your squirming in your seat as you push at his arm.

📷- Speaking of, he's a very big fan of car sex. Whether he's fucking you over the hood of his Bugatti Divo or in the back seat, of said Bugatti. He doesn't care, he loves all of it, your messy slick dripping down his balls, the feeling of his cock protruding from your stomach or the way you scream into the black leather seats.

📷- I feel like all the Hanma girlies can agree that he favors the pet names of, doll, babydoll, dollface, pretty doll. Literally any doll name, he uses that shit religiously. Especially when he's fucking you to the point of tears and you look up at him. You can't even deny how doll-like you look.

📷- He's more of a quickie kind of guy, he'll make sure too give you slow passionate sex, but you gotta beg for it. The only time he'll do it without having to be asked is on Anniversaries, your Birthday and sometimes Valentines day. He's an adrenaline junkie, he gets bored of slow sex but when you plead with him so prettily, he just can't so no to those teary eyes of your.

📷- Hanma is definitely the type of man that loves a brat. He, imo, prefers a brat even. He likes the discipline part of it though. He likes the, bending you over his lap as he slaps your ass with his 'punishment' hand, leaving your pretty little ass all red and bruised. Just how he likes it.

📷- The best sex in his opinion, is the sex he has with you after a fight. It could be a fight between the two of you or after he beats some guys ass. Doesn't matter, he'll take all the frustration and anger out on your poor cunt. Your always so sore in the morning, your legs shaking as your muscles spasming from even attempting too walk.

📷- He knows his bitch is pretty, his bitch is the baddest bitch. So because your so fucking pretty, he's aware that you'll get a lot of attention. That doesn't stop him from breaking the jaws of the men that give you, said attention though. He gives so little of a fuck that he will finger-fuck you and make you cum as he keeps eye-contact with one of the guys that thought it was okay to eye your ass in that little dress that, Hanma himself, bought you.

📷- High sex is the best sex, according to Hanma anyway. He'll give shotguns as you bounce on his cock, the pretty nails that he paid for scratching down his chest and stomach, while you blow the smoke back in his face with a giggle. Your slick, pouty lips wrapped around the blunt as you inhale and blowing it in the air as your head falls back.

What do you think a yandere Shuji Hanma would be like with an innocent/naive reader? 🥹 (Sorry english isn't my first language aaaa)

Don't worry your english is perfect and this was such a cute idea. TW- Manipulation, Gaslighting, Coercion, Incorrect use of nicotine patch 📸- He is so mean to you, he'll tease you about every little thing, especially if you get embarrassed easily, it'd be even worse for you. Because he's constantly whispering dirty little things in your ear and he'll do it in front of people. 📸- He definitely has a corruption kink, he'll purposely put you in compromising positions with a claim that it's normal in a relationship for relationship too move as fast as yours is. I mean the first week of dating and he already has a hand in your panties? Yeah, that's totally normal baby, don't you trust him? Is it because he's a delinquent? 📸- Going off that actually, did someone say, king of gaslighting? Because he is. He's always making you rethink doing the normalist of things. You think it's normal too allow your partner too go out with their friends? Not without him, it's not normal. It's also so weird of you too want too spend time without him, did you know that? 📸- He will also put nicotine patches on you when your with him, then take them off when you leave him. It works though, you rarely are anywhere without him, the only reason he's not constantly with you is because he has... business too attend to. 📸- He's always feeling you up non-stop, running his hands over your ass and squeezing it, kissing down your chest and sucking your tits through your shirt. He always does it infront of people too, and when you try too push him away, claiming it makes you feel embarrassed, he just laughs in your face. Claiming that if you loved him, you wouldn't a problem with him feeling you up. 📸- Hanma is always fighting, it's not only an adrenaline rush but also a stress relief for him. But he won't let you watch, it'll ruin your purity, watching all the blood spill and the teeth go flying. He doesn't want too taint you too quickly too soon. 📸- Because he's an asshole, he likes too play little games with you. Those games including him rubbing your clit while he's in a very important meeting, sitting on his lap, you can't cum until the meeting is over either. He will bend you over that conference table and spank your ass raw as you cheeks become sticky with tears as you whine. 📸- He can be soft with you though, he likes that confused gleam that sits in your pretty eyes as he goes from extreme from the next. Going from all intimidating and mean to sweet and soft, cooing in your ear as he pets your hair. Kissing at your neck as he tells you that he loves you. 📸- He mostly acts like your stereotypical bully, pulling at your hair as he taunts you and mocks you as you whine, your lashes getting wet and clumpy as little tears drip down your cheeks, whining at him too stop it, but that only makes him do it more, loving the little pleads that spill from your lips, blessing his ears. 📸- At the end of it though, he leads you back in his arms with broken promises too stop teasing you as he lovingly coddles you, letting you snuggle into his chest, holding you tight against him so you don't see the dark grin that spreads across his lips, as he shushes your whines with little kisses and false assurance that it's all just playful banter.

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Aww, you're so sweet baby, I'm really thankful for the love and support and ALL the compliments that I get. But I really wanna thank you for your guys patience with me.

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